On My Wedding Dress Fitting Day, I Became the First Love's Secret Mistress
For five years, I have seen Leo Belmonte—the Don’s heir—as the only light in my life.
On the day of my wedding dress fitting, he smiled and told me I was only a stand-in for his untouchable first love, Mia.
Now that the real thing was back, I was supposed to step aside—go underground, follow my mother's path, and be somebody's mistress like she had been.
The bridal fastenings cut my palms bloody, and all he cared about was the dress.
His precious Mia ran me down on the highway in her car, and he warned me not to call the police—held my mother's ashes over my head to keep me in line.
When the whole internet was calling me a homewrecker, it was him who nailed me to the pillar of shame with his own hands.
The night I finally gave up, I boarded the Deluca family's private helicopter.
That was when they learned the truth—I was no homeless bastard daughter. I was the only heir the most powerful Don in Europe had been searching for all these years.
Once, I saw him as my light. Now he kneels at my feet and begs forgiveness, and all I feel is disgust.
One day soon, I would stand at the top of the underworld—somewhere he could never reach again.